บท 38: †GOLD†

Aria limped towards the open wall, her injured leg protesting with each step. The stick provided crucial support, but the pain still radiated through her knee and ankle, shooting discomfort up on her leg. she reached the entrance of the open wall in the corner.

The harsh glow of fluorescent lights illuminated rows of empty tables and she spotted Ryan with Samuel at the corner as they intently examined a shelf that held many bottles.

"Ryan," Aria called out to them.

Samuel and Ryan both turned their heads from the seed shelf upon hearing Aria's voice.

Aria limped towards them, her stick thudding softly on the floor. "What's this place" she asked, while her eyes scanned the rows of tables and the single shelf that was filled with bottles of the same sizes and the same black colors.

Ryan dropped the bottle he was holding back to the shelf and quickly moved past the empty tables to reach Aria's limping form. Concern etched on his face.